Today I just let the words flow ceaselessly, no ‘topic’ on my mind here…its like what the wise have been saying…stay in the moment, focus on it and you will enjoy life a lot more…just trying to incorporate that I guess J
Life is so difficult at times and its then that one learns to enjoy it…right now life is hard, my career is getting a serious start…I’m at that age when I can’t escape and say, “oh, I’ll work later…I’m bored of my job”, not a princess anymore J though I do want to own an empire…so queen’s more like it ;)
Nowhere to run or escape to, this is what makes me feel more grown-up…and when you face shit at work you without thought try to pass it onto others, making it a bad environment for everyone to work in…I stopped myself just in time and corrected that so I’m happy…
The one thing through my struggles I will not give up is the good in me. The person who is an idealist. I won’t stop believing in people and the miracles that they can achieve because if I or you stop doing that and become people who ‘know it all’ then we can’t go too far and we won’t be much fun to hang around with…
Our lives our enriched by people and people are complicated. They cause more troubles than ease at times and yet, life without each other would be bland…so before we complain or put someone down, we should think for a second as to how that person really contributes to anyone or anything…maybe that would make us more tolerable people, people who are sophisticated in a truer sense of the word.
We have forgotten to take a moment before we speak, think or act…life could be a lot worse…remember that, and smile for all the nice things you have in your life Today.
Thursday, September 28, 2006
Tuesday, September 26, 2006
of mallika sherawats and roadside dhabas...in true haryanvi style!
Today, of all days was romantic yet hectic...i wish cellphones could be switched off without having to hear the other person complaining as to why or how could you do such an unfair thing to them. To them??? hah.
I had a date, in three parts, on the same day! The day started with me visiting cocoa cola's office (i NEVER consume aerated drinks no matter what they say!) then i met up with cute punjabi guy to watch pyaar ke side effects, barring the irritant phone calls, the movie was brilliant...okay, maybe not brilliant, but entertaining for sure!
Mallika sherawat was...well, pure mallika, outright, bold, unafraid of being wrong...and mr. bose, seems to have lost his intellectual superiority complex which is a welcome change! This was one coupling i was dying to see! And guess what! It paid off!
Then in the spirit of the true haryanvi, we headed off in the general direction of well, haryana! Basically, we stopped way before the toll booth on NH 8 but the drive was nice, there was quite an interesting scattering of people & sights to see...like a little girl in a salwar kameez outside a tea stall, squatting on the roadside and scrubbing the tea pan with all her might....a white chevrolet parked beside a hut in a farmland and a few prosperous looking farmers sitting around and discussing things with an air of pride and respect...a look that i rarely see on people's faces any more...
Finally, after rejecting a dhaba because of its dismal air, we were able to find one which was perfect, because a) We were the only patrons, b) the propreitor had planted some white flowers in small rectangles spaced evenly from each other which made it look dreamy and happy...there were also two very interesting looking rooms made entirely of bamboo sticks one was called the VIP room simply because it had a fan, and the second one was called a family room, though why a family would want to sit there evades me.
Anyway, sitting there in the setting sun watching the highway traffic speed past and a cool breeze playing with us, the setting couldnt have been better! Ofcourse the chai was yummy, i could'nt believe that a dhaba would serve tea with such little amounts of sugar...the pakoras were good too, but right now my tummy's started complaining mildly...let's hope all is well until tomorrow!
We parted ways at 8 and a hour later as i went out for an after dinner walk, we met again! I'm not one for taking risks at all, they scare me...
But it was surely worth taking, and i'm so glad he didnt insist on making me stay for a little while longer...I ran back home like a 'fraidy rabbit when we said goodbye...
Life is being sweet to me again!
Its been a beautiful day :)
Good night!
I had a date, in three parts, on the same day! The day started with me visiting cocoa cola's office (i NEVER consume aerated drinks no matter what they say!) then i met up with cute punjabi guy to watch pyaar ke side effects, barring the irritant phone calls, the movie was brilliant...okay, maybe not brilliant, but entertaining for sure!
Mallika sherawat was...well, pure mallika, outright, bold, unafraid of being wrong...and mr. bose, seems to have lost his intellectual superiority complex which is a welcome change! This was one coupling i was dying to see! And guess what! It paid off!
Then in the spirit of the true haryanvi, we headed off in the general direction of well, haryana! Basically, we stopped way before the toll booth on NH 8 but the drive was nice, there was quite an interesting scattering of people & sights to see...like a little girl in a salwar kameez outside a tea stall, squatting on the roadside and scrubbing the tea pan with all her might....a white chevrolet parked beside a hut in a farmland and a few prosperous looking farmers sitting around and discussing things with an air of pride and respect...a look that i rarely see on people's faces any more...
Finally, after rejecting a dhaba because of its dismal air, we were able to find one which was perfect, because a) We were the only patrons, b) the propreitor had planted some white flowers in small rectangles spaced evenly from each other which made it look dreamy and happy...there were also two very interesting looking rooms made entirely of bamboo sticks one was called the VIP room simply because it had a fan, and the second one was called a family room, though why a family would want to sit there evades me.
Anyway, sitting there in the setting sun watching the highway traffic speed past and a cool breeze playing with us, the setting couldnt have been better! Ofcourse the chai was yummy, i could'nt believe that a dhaba would serve tea with such little amounts of sugar...the pakoras were good too, but right now my tummy's started complaining mildly...let's hope all is well until tomorrow!
We parted ways at 8 and a hour later as i went out for an after dinner walk, we met again! I'm not one for taking risks at all, they scare me...
But it was surely worth taking, and i'm so glad he didnt insist on making me stay for a little while longer...I ran back home like a 'fraidy rabbit when we said goodbye...
Life is being sweet to me again!
Its been a beautiful day :)
Good night!
Sunday, September 24, 2006
Wine & Tonino...
Sounds like the perfect evening? Yes it was! A little walk through a cobbled and lit passage way that delicately threaded its way through a garden, a lovely cool evening breeze beckoning us to stay outdoors and yet, we could'nt help but step inside the welcoming, dimly lit interiors of tonino...
We asked to be seated at the waiting area for drinks preceeding dinner because well, it was beautifully lit with big candles and the sofas were very comfy.
For a woman, it was a perfect place because everything there was a compliment, the flickering candle lights, the music, the fragrance, the courtesy...yes, it makes you a romantic even if you're not.
And trust me, i was smitten :)
The music was a cross between swing jazz (some of it latin) and some romantic songs, none of the variety that you might have heard a zillion times before. Infact, it seemed like it had been handpicked by someone with a great love for music and the place because it complemented both.
The lighting was a key factor to enjoying the place. Dont ever go there if you're in a hurry, its perfect for 4-hour lunches or even dinner for that matter and the authentic fire heated oven makes for interesting viewing :)
Coming to the food...it was yummy. You won't love it right away, nope, especially not if your taste buds have been spoilt by butter chicken and dal makhani or even spaghetti makhani (which is what you'll get in most food courts!). No, this is a place where you need to taste with your senses, all of em!
The smell of freshly ground pepper, the authentic sun dried sour tomatoes...the taste of extra virgin olive oil and a glass of red wine (in this case, two :) )...very sensual...
Yes, i've hopelessly fallen for a place that's run the way i'd like to run my own restaurant!
Oprah says, God is in the details, at Tonino, i couldnt agree more, even the walk to the ladies room was a pleasure, the layout of the washrooms was something like a maze that the aztecs contrived.
It was a pleasure, and even more so with the person who introduced me to it :) thank you, i can't do it enough!
We asked to be seated at the waiting area for drinks preceeding dinner because well, it was beautifully lit with big candles and the sofas were very comfy.
For a woman, it was a perfect place because everything there was a compliment, the flickering candle lights, the music, the fragrance, the courtesy...yes, it makes you a romantic even if you're not.
And trust me, i was smitten :)
The music was a cross between swing jazz (some of it latin) and some romantic songs, none of the variety that you might have heard a zillion times before. Infact, it seemed like it had been handpicked by someone with a great love for music and the place because it complemented both.
The lighting was a key factor to enjoying the place. Dont ever go there if you're in a hurry, its perfect for 4-hour lunches or even dinner for that matter and the authentic fire heated oven makes for interesting viewing :)
Coming to the food...it was yummy. You won't love it right away, nope, especially not if your taste buds have been spoilt by butter chicken and dal makhani or even spaghetti makhani (which is what you'll get in most food courts!). No, this is a place where you need to taste with your senses, all of em!
The smell of freshly ground pepper, the authentic sun dried sour tomatoes...the taste of extra virgin olive oil and a glass of red wine (in this case, two :) )...very sensual...
Yes, i've hopelessly fallen for a place that's run the way i'd like to run my own restaurant!
Oprah says, God is in the details, at Tonino, i couldnt agree more, even the walk to the ladies room was a pleasure, the layout of the washrooms was something like a maze that the aztecs contrived.
It was a pleasure, and even more so with the person who introduced me to it :) thank you, i can't do it enough!
Wednesday, September 20, 2006
United Coffee House
Okay, so here we were the bpt gang at CP...wondering where to go before our minds produced a big '0' like the place...
"United coffee house!" i said...tiny said, "why?"
dd said "okay" (poor guy, didnt know what he just agreed to...
i said, (in my best whiny, traumatised, deprived kid voice) "well because as a kid, i've always wanted to go there!"...
they didnt have a choice but to comply..hehe...
Honestly though, i have always wanted to go there...i thought that the day i would, i'd be alone and i would be this gorgeous mysetyreious 30 something sipping...well maybe not a cosmo, but let's settle for...an old monk with coke! And i'd be all alone and people would look at me and wonder, "who is she?"
Yes i have strange fantasies, and trust me as you get to know me, they just get quirkier! But anyhow, here we were, the three of us, i, looking nowhere close to the mysterious lonesome lady...and thankfully, not close to my 30s yet...the place was packed and the crowd could be segregated into two groups:
a. the leering politician types
b. the relatively decent and non-leering politician types
The three of us were marched up to the first floor and seated next to some leering types who thankfully, i could not see from my vantage point. Tiny could, and she was upset...
We ordered some chai and samosas (which i hated) and some sandwiches (which i liked)...i loved pouring the tea from the tea pot and figuring out how to use em tea bag strainers...i love pouring milk into tea water...when the milky colour bursts into a bright tan, it looks so happy! :)
Anyway, in refusing my childhood fantasy of this place being crushed, i commented, "you know! this feels like a girls meal out, just like sex and the city, except that dd's a guy and well, sex is off limits, " i grinned.
They both sighed in unison and ignored me, i swear sometimes i feel like this overtly talkative kid in their company whose grown up mates ignore him/her and then i just sipped my tea in silence....
anyway, point is, i still somehow liked the place because it has the distinct flavour of delhi in it, impersonally busy, lots of politics (alongwith the dunhills, its pretty much in the air!)...the food and the service reminds me of the chelmsford club, slow distracted yet things somehow manage to get done!
I loved it, and i'm going there again, maybe in my older woman garb! :P
see you there!
"United coffee house!" i said...tiny said, "why?"
dd said "okay" (poor guy, didnt know what he just agreed to...
i said, (in my best whiny, traumatised, deprived kid voice) "well because as a kid, i've always wanted to go there!"...
they didnt have a choice but to comply..hehe...
Honestly though, i have always wanted to go there...i thought that the day i would, i'd be alone and i would be this gorgeous mysetyreious 30 something sipping...well maybe not a cosmo, but let's settle for...an old monk with coke! And i'd be all alone and people would look at me and wonder, "who is she?"
Yes i have strange fantasies, and trust me as you get to know me, they just get quirkier! But anyhow, here we were, the three of us, i, looking nowhere close to the mysterious lonesome lady...and thankfully, not close to my 30s yet...the place was packed and the crowd could be segregated into two groups:
a. the leering politician types
b. the relatively decent and non-leering politician types
The three of us were marched up to the first floor and seated next to some leering types who thankfully, i could not see from my vantage point. Tiny could, and she was upset...
We ordered some chai and samosas (which i hated) and some sandwiches (which i liked)...i loved pouring the tea from the tea pot and figuring out how to use em tea bag strainers...i love pouring milk into tea water...when the milky colour bursts into a bright tan, it looks so happy! :)
Anyway, in refusing my childhood fantasy of this place being crushed, i commented, "you know! this feels like a girls meal out, just like sex and the city, except that dd's a guy and well, sex is off limits, " i grinned.
They both sighed in unison and ignored me, i swear sometimes i feel like this overtly talkative kid in their company whose grown up mates ignore him/her and then i just sipped my tea in silence....
anyway, point is, i still somehow liked the place because it has the distinct flavour of delhi in it, impersonally busy, lots of politics (alongwith the dunhills, its pretty much in the air!)...the food and the service reminds me of the chelmsford club, slow distracted yet things somehow manage to get done!
I loved it, and i'm going there again, maybe in my older woman garb! :P
see you there!
Monday, September 11, 2006
men and fashion and west delhi!
Yes, if you combine these three things i.e. men, fashion and west delhi, what you have my friends, is a receipie for disaster!
imagine this, tight red sleevless t-shirt, hairy skinny arms, a belt with a buckle bigger than...oh well...you cant blame one for being ambitious! You get the drift! If you witness all this on one person, you've just met the West Delhi Man! He has an obvious accent (british or american, we're still figuring out!), a big car, big wallet, a big mouth complemented by a bigger ego....
When one is subjected to such glaring 'fashion' , one wonders what happened to good old classic dressing? Men in tuxedoes, or if casual, then simply in classic colours? A girl looking for her prince charming would be greatly disillusioned if she originally envisioned him in a white ralph lauren shirt and classic blue levi's. If that very combination were to emerge on a man from West delhi (somehow), the first five buttons would be undone to reveal an obviously shaved chest (yes, stubble shows there as well!!!), and maybe pointed toe shoes with metallic tips and oodles of gel and an overdose of Eternity....
i'm gasping for breath already! But the thing that discerns these men from the rest (read: boring, regular men!) is large bottoms that are stuffed into jeans or trousers, two sizes too small! yep, the effect? Something a packing and moving expert would take two hours to stuff in a bag, and everything below the waist looks as though its been 'ballooned'. It worked for Marlyin guys, sorry, its clearly not working for you!
Coming to the gait, well, think feigned nonchalance crossed with bulging bottoms oscillating rhythymically to a precise beat...
As critical as it may sound, what's being really targetted here is the reflection of an attitude. An attitude that is passe, it needs to GO. Dudes, your women are far prettier and deserve way better, dont you think its time something changed?
imagine this, tight red sleevless t-shirt, hairy skinny arms, a belt with a buckle bigger than...oh well...you cant blame one for being ambitious! You get the drift! If you witness all this on one person, you've just met the West Delhi Man! He has an obvious accent (british or american, we're still figuring out!), a big car, big wallet, a big mouth complemented by a bigger ego....
When one is subjected to such glaring 'fashion' , one wonders what happened to good old classic dressing? Men in tuxedoes, or if casual, then simply in classic colours? A girl looking for her prince charming would be greatly disillusioned if she originally envisioned him in a white ralph lauren shirt and classic blue levi's. If that very combination were to emerge on a man from West delhi (somehow), the first five buttons would be undone to reveal an obviously shaved chest (yes, stubble shows there as well!!!), and maybe pointed toe shoes with metallic tips and oodles of gel and an overdose of Eternity....
i'm gasping for breath already! But the thing that discerns these men from the rest (read: boring, regular men!) is large bottoms that are stuffed into jeans or trousers, two sizes too small! yep, the effect? Something a packing and moving expert would take two hours to stuff in a bag, and everything below the waist looks as though its been 'ballooned'. It worked for Marlyin guys, sorry, its clearly not working for you!
Coming to the gait, well, think feigned nonchalance crossed with bulging bottoms oscillating rhythymically to a precise beat...
As critical as it may sound, what's being really targetted here is the reflection of an attitude. An attitude that is passe, it needs to GO. Dudes, your women are far prettier and deserve way better, dont you think its time something changed?
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